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We all can be our own worst enemies at times. You know, getting in our own way when we really want to move forward or up or sideways or diagonally or somewhere. After years of knowing that I’m really hard on myself but not understanding why I keep getting in my own way, I finally… Read More

My musician hubby had a month long job in Singapore recently which gave Mr 7 and I the chance to hop on over for the middle part of his contract. That way we wouldn’t miss each other too much, we’d get a kind of family holiday plus a visit to Legoland Malaysia into the bargain!… Read More

I’m always on the hunt for baking recipes that pack a punch of goodness. I like to adjust, substitute and add things to increase the ‘value’, particularly for Mr 7. Cookies seem to be a better way to get nuts and seeds into him as he finds the contrast of textures too much in a… Read More

Listen to your heart… No, not the Roxette song from the late 80s and I’m not talking in the romantic sense either. Listen to your heart… Open your heart… The universe has been conspiring to place women in my path to ensure I get the message: Stop over-thinking. Get out of your head and into… Read More

Yes, I lie to my child. Not just about the Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny either. Sometimes I lie to my child about what I’m feeding him. As I’ve mentioned before, my Mr 7 has sensory and anxiety issues with food. It makes feeding him frustrating, difficult and sometimes embarrassing when other… Read More

In an effort to help my study/spare room feel more loved peaceful and inviting, I was on the lookout for ways to better store and disguise some of the ‘stuff’ I had hanging around after a round of de-cluttering. Cheap, easy and preferably upcycled were key criteria. I fell for some jute/twine covered boxes but… Read More

I’ve been feeling fairly blah again lately and out of any sense of rhythm or routine. Sigh… Some of it has been rooted in the everyday – returning from Singapore, illness, fibromyalgia symptoms, Mr 7’s health and then getting sick myself with the the pelvic floor-challenging cough from hell. I’ve been struggling to keep on… Read More

There has been something missing from my life for some time. Just over three and a half years in fact. There has been grief, longing but a level of acceptance that one day, some day, that hole would be filled. For you see, although I have owned (or been owned by) cats, I am a… Read More

Self care. Self love. I’ve been trying to work on this for a while. Sometimes it seems too hard. Too many other things I ‘should’ be doing. Too tired. Not enough time, energy, money, self discipline…blah blah…excuses… I’ve made self care lists… have a massage, a long bath, a walk by myself, a girls’ weekend.… Read More

Some years ago I read an analogy about lotus flowers emerging from the dirty mud. I was going through some tough times and it struck a chord. Beauty from the ugly. Light from the dark. Hope. They say if you haven’t learnt a particular lesson that it will continue to present itself until you do.… Read More